Mark Angelico

His Ruthless Mafia Wife "I buried our third baby today." My mafia husband didn't cry. He simply stared at the tiny white coffin before placing a single black rose on top. Then he turned to his men and said, "Find the one responsible. I don't care who they are." I married the most feared mafia boss for love, believing that beneath his cold heart was a man capable of loving only me. We survived bullets, betrayals, and bloodshed together. Through it all, we held onto one dream—to become parents. But every time I became pregnant... I lost the baby. Once. Twice. Three times. Each loss stole another piece of our hearts. He buried himself deeper in the mafia world, determined to protect me, while I smiled through endless grief. The whispers never stopped. "She's cursed." "The boss needs an heir." "He should divorce her." But my husband silenced them all. "She is my wife. She will always be my wife. Anyone who says otherwise answers to me." Just when I thought fate had been cruel enough, I uncovered a secret that shattered everything I believed. My pregnancies hadn't ended by chance. Someone inside the family had been making sure our child would never live. Now, I'm carrying another baby... His POV: I Love her so much I hate seeing her cry, especially on the day we buried our third baby,baby was mature but died,we buried the baby. I told my men to find out atleast if it was done intentionally by those around. My friends are telling me to divorce her or just let her go so I can find someone else. And this time, I'll do whatever it takes to protect our child—even if it means exposing the darkest secrets of the mafia empire and risking the only woman I've ever loved. Will our love survive... or will this pregnancy become our greatest tragedy?